Chalk up another point for the stay up late voice in my head

I alluded yesterday, in mentioning that I spent the first day of 2008 in airports, that I’d been on vacation. I went to San Diego on December 28th to attend the final Rhythmic Arts Festival (RAF). RAF is basically a big New Year’s lindy hop dance party with competitions and workshops thrown in. I did three things while there (ordered by time spent on each): danced, slept, and ate. The main problem with dancing until 5 or 6 in the morning is that your body kind of tends to not have much time to do other essential things, like fighting off germs. So I have a sore throat with a cough developing and my voice is kind of gone. But, it was totally worth it.

I’d show you a nifty picture or two from the event, but I sorta can’t find my camera. I have no idea what happened to it. I’m guessing it found the unapparent wormhole in my room and is currently engaged, in some other part of the universe, in a wild make out party with all my missing socks.

As awesome as RAF was I don’t have the desire to go on and on about it. For whatever reason, the thought of describing all the details of a dance event makes me tired. Or maybe it’s that it’s past 4 AM and I’m still awake. Not sure which. Basically, I danced a lot with a lot of really awesome dancers. Also, the Loose Marbles were amazing. And, The Cheesecake Factory is awesome too. Finally, I need some new adjectives. I’ve used the words amazing and awesome way too much.

I was planning on going to bed early. Oh wait, that’s not true. I guess I never planned on going to bed early. I kind of sort of wanted to (having a sore throat and needing sleep), but didn’t really plan on it. I guess that’s why I’m still awake. Fail to plan and you plan to fail. I failed at going to bed early. But! I did read over half of The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells! Great book so far (‘great’ is my attempt at a different adjective)! I can’t put it down (figuratively, of course, since I’m reading it via DailyLit). I also watched Zoolander, which is an incredibly stupid movie that I never should have watched. Yes, it has some funny moments, but in retrospect it wasn’t worth the $2.99 I paid Amazon (Amazon Unbox rentals).

I’m sorely tempted to finish reading the book, but the other voice in my head, the one that says “going to bed makes breakfast more enjoyable,” is winning.

Lindy Hop, Sleep, Books, Reading